Fagia the remnants of my chaos                                        fagia-Sweep

The first spurt of fearful thought

Ili niweze kukueleza kwa kina                              So I can tell you in detail

How I’ve fallen, where I’ve stolen
Hatuwezi fukia maovu kwa ‘kazi tu’                    We can’t bury crimes by ‘work only’

Yabidi pia tupooze makuu                                        We must drop the ‘we got this’

Sending our egos flying, without the truth

Of sincere observation, on how we got here
The history that’s delivered a people

Who throw garbage on the streets?

Build haphazardly, with no links

Of function and space, beauty & substance
In accelerating the cry ‘Hapa Kazi Tu’                              ‘Pull up your sleeves’

I’d like to understand, what I’m working on

Uprooting the cause, by accepting the blows

Of bad governance, links of close-minded 
Leadership, that began with the chiefs

Who let African skin go as cargo?

White men, who decided we’re savages

New ‘independent’ governments, that re-do
The ‘me first’, the patriarchal quirk …

Ndio tuna kazi, Kazi ya kuondoa dhamira hizi potofu

Yes we got to work, work in removing these false beliefs

I & you aren’t machines

But sophisticated beings, so moods aligned
In undoing our mess, let the intent be, true progress